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Money, Cash, Hoes

Turn the lights all the way

Turn the lights all the way down

What? Yeah, come on, Big flow

Come on, yeah, come onYo, yo JAY, I flow sick

Fuck all y'all haters blow dick

I spits the game for those that throw bricks

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Only wife of mines is a life of crime

And since life's a bitch in mini skirts and big chests

How can I not flirt with deathThat's life's a nigga, long as life prevent us

We gonna sin a lot and pray to Christ, forgive us

Fuck it, ice the wrists and raise the price on these niggaz

Y'all can't floss on my level

I'll invite you all to get wit us if ya ball is glitter

When I go all the harlem playaz wall my picture

If you get close enough you can read the scripture

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Y'all rap now, fast money lets slow it up

Niggaz try to stop Jay Z to no luck

Roc A Fella foreva CEO, what? What?

Us the villains, fuck your feelings

While y'all playa hate we in the upper millions

What's the dealing', huh, it's like New York's been soft

Ever since Snoop came through and crushed the buildingsI'm tryin' to restore the feeling' fuck the law keep dealin'

More money, more cash, more chilling

I know they gone criticize the hook on this song

Like I give a fuck I'm just a crook on this songBed Stuy Brooknon took on the world

Shit, I led a life you can write a book on

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Jigga, my nigga rhyme all night

Thugs for life one night with this rap shit

Let 'em go and I bet they know what'll happenWhen we clap shit

Actin' like we owe 'em somethin'

Then we show 'em somethin'

Talk greasy I think they found 'em down the road or somethin'Fuckin' wit a madman in a bad mood

It's like fuckin' wit a mad dog that wasn't fed food

The only thing thats stoppin' him is you, what?

'Cos the only thing that he'll be droppin' is you, what?Topic include

Choppin' in two

Drop it to Clue and the response from the street

This was one dog that loves raw meatBut gettin' back to just 'cos I love my niggaz

I shed blood for my niggaz

Let a nigga holler where my niggaz

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Ruff Ryders, my nigga Swizz

Uh, uh, uh, uh

Dont stop Biatch

Uh, uh, uh, yeah

Inspect the game yo

Inspect the game yo

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